"Your Excellency, what I said is true." Abel saw that the middle-aged wizard did not believe it. He was afraid that the wizard would blame Yu Sam, the trainee wizard, and quickly explained: "I just entered Yves four days ago. Lin Magic Tower.”
"Did you really learn the 'Fire Bullet' spell in just four days?" What Abel said was a good inquiry. The middle-aged wizard did not think that he would deceive him, and there was some surprise in his words.
Seemingly thinking of something, the middle-aged wizard then asked: "You haven't met Wizard Evelin yet, have you?"
The middle-aged wizard remembered that Wizard Evelyn was not in the magic tower in recent days, but had been running away.
"Yes." Abel couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the middle-aged wizard seemed to no longer pursue his use of spells in the city. The middle-aged wizard in front of him put too much pressure on him.
"Use the 'fire bomb' again and show me." The middle-aged wizard looked at Abel and said.
"Your Excellency, are you here?" Abel looked around. The middle-aged wizard had just told him that magic was not allowed in the city.
"Yes, it's right here." Seeing Abel's confusion, the middle-aged wizard laughed and said, since I am here, it doesn't matter if I cast spells.
"Yes, Your Excellency." Abel secretly complained that the middle-aged wizard had troubled him just now because of this matter, and now he asked himself to violate the rules again.
As if sensing the complaints in Abel's heart, the middle-aged wizard's pressure reached Abel again and said, "Hurry up!"
Abel was overwhelmed by the pressure, and almost subconsciously stretched out his fingers, instantly drawing a 'fire bomb' spell pattern in front of him, and then the spell pattern burned into a fireball and flew towards the big tree aside.
With a sound of "Boom!", the big tree, which was dozens of years old, was hit by the fireball. The trunk of the big tree was instantly dented by the fireball and began to burn.
When the 'fire bomb' was fired, Abel knew that he had made a mistake. He should have chosen to fire it manually first, but at this time the 'fire bomb' had already been fired.
The middle-aged wizard looked at Abel dumbfounded. He could cast the 'Fire Bullet' spell instantly in four days. Even though it was the most basic and low-level spell in the entire spell system, it was impossible. There was a slow look in his eyes. Surprises slowly emerged. This kind of genius, and one that no one has discovered yet, should have been received in his magic tower earlier. I didn't expect that it was rare for me to go out of the magic tower, and I would encounter such a good thing as soon as I came out.
"You didn't recite the spell just now?" The middle-aged wizard thought of a question and looked at Abel with doubtful eyes and asked.
"Yes, Your Excellency." Abel thought for a moment and then said: "Because the spell is in High Elf Language, which I have learned before, so I just need to recite it silently in my heart."
When Abel saw that the middle-aged wizard had just used a spell to explode his fire bomb, he did not chant a spell. He did not think that this ability was particularly powerful, and he could not expose the existence of the Horadric Cube, so he explained like that .
The middle-aged wizard couldn't help but shook his head, looked at Abel with sharp eyes and said: "Child, don't lie in front of me. I have never heard of anyone among humans who can master the High Elf Language."
At first, Abel thought it was the middle-aged wizard who discovered some mistake in his words, but when he heard him ask about the High Elf Language, he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Excellency, I have indeed mastered High Elf Language." Abel said in High Elf Language.
Although the middle-aged wizard couldn't understand what Abel said, he had been exposed to spells for many years and could still distinguish words and phrases in the same language. His doubts were solved, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"Child, what's your name?" the middle-aged wizard asked with a smile.
"My name is Abel, Abel Harry." Abel replied.
"Abel? I seem to have heard of this name." The middle-aged wizard didn't care much about non-wizards, and didn't think about it for a moment, and then said: "My name is Morton, you come to Morton Magic Tower tomorrow, I Will wait for you there."
When Abel heard the name "Morton", he was shocked. Although not many people said this name, Abel could see respect and awe on the faces of everyone who said this name. He is the most powerful wizard in the Principality of Kamai, an intermediate wizard up to level 11. The tallest of the three magic towers is his.
Various emotions such as joy, excitement, excitement, etc. began to surge in Abel's heart, but he remembered that he was now Sam's wizard apprentice in Evelyn Magic Tower, and left Evelyn Magic like this. Is the tower suitable
"Distinguished Wizard Morton, although I yearn for the Morton Magic Tower very much, I must first explain everything to the trainee wizard Sam, and I can only go to your magic tower with his permission." Abel was a little uneasy. said.
"Oh, of course, I will tell Evelin. You just need to talk to the trainee wizard Sam and he will let you go." Wizard Morton didn't believe that the trainee wizard Sam would dare to stop the people he invited.
"Is this your residence?" Wizard Moulton asked at this time, noticing the surrounding environment.
"Honorable Wizard Morton, yes, this is my temporary residence in Gamba City." Abel replied.
"Yes, seeing that you live here means that your family's financial situation is good, which is very beneficial to your wizard training." Wizard Morton said while looking at the luxurious room.
"I'm sorry, I forgot to ask you to come in and sit down. Please come in and have a rest." Abel made a hand gesture, but it was a bit funny to make this hand gesture while wearing armor.
I originally thought that Wizard Morton, who was standing at the window, would not come in. A big shot of this status could not be invited, so Abel was just being polite.
Unexpectedly, Wizard Morton was already standing in the room. He looked at Abel with a smile and said, "It's rare for you to invite me sincerely. I'll just come in and sit down."
Abel quickly led the way and led Wizard Morton to the living room. The butler Ken appeared just in time and asked: "Master, what are your orders?"
"Bring a bottle of red wine from my room and prepare some snacks." Abel turned to look at Wizard Morton and asked, "Do you think this is okay?"
"It doesn't matter, you make the decision." Wizard Morton looked at the layout of the room with interest.
This mansion was obtained from the royal family, and the interior decoration is of the highest quality. Whether it is the leather sofa for sitting on, the oil paintings on the wall, or as small as a cup, every item is beyond the reach of ordinary nobles. .
Wizard Moulton couldn't help but think that he was going to take on a particularly wealthy noble disciple. This would be a good way to save him from running around for money in the future.
After a while, Ken took a few servants to place some snacks. Although they were not as exquisite as those prepared by the Magic Tower, they were still considered thoughtful.
Ken opened the red wine, placed it on the decanter, glanced at Abel and asked, "Master, should you drink this wine now or later?"
"Just pour it on, there's no need to wake up." Before Abel could speak, Wizard Morton said directly to Ken.
Ken could also tell that today's guests were very distinguished. Although he didn't know where the guests came in from, Abel's attitude said it all. It was rare to see the host receive guests with such an attitude.
"Yes, sir." Ken poured red wine for the two of them, then bowed and left.
"You have a good life, why do you want to be a wizard?" Wizard Morton asked as he picked up the wine glass.
"Because of lifespan, Wizard Morton, ever since I heard that a wizard's lifespan can be as long as 300 years old, I have made up my mind to become a wizard." Abel would not say the reason was to open the town teleportation scroll. But lifespan is indeed one of the important reasons why he chose to become a wizard.
"Haha, it's true. Many young people choose wizards because of this, but most of them do it because of the requirements of their families, and few of them start worrying about lifespan at such a young age like you." Moore Wizard Dun took a sip of red wine and smiled.
"Huh?" Wizard Moulton suddenly stopped, sniffed the red wine with his nose, took another sip, and slowly tasted it in his mouth.
Abel did not speak. The red wine that Wizard Morton drank was the red wine that he had synthesized once. Of course, such a distinguished guest must entertain him with the best.
"Is there any more wine?" Wizard Morton asked, without the slightest hint of embarrassment, he asked directly.
"Of course, I still have a few bottles in my room. If you like it, I'll ask someone to bring it to you." Abel saw that Wizard Morton had a special preference for red wine.